Disguised As A Teacher In Magic Academy

Chapter 20 - Source code/Source Code (1)

My words made the students swallow their breaths.

Some students do not know what source code is.

Other students were surprised by the appearance of a new spell.

But what they see is the same, and I know that not all of their emotions are hostile.

'Well, that was indeed very surprising to the students.'

No matter how advanced science is, the world is around the 19th century when compared to Earth.

Although it has achieved much faster progress than I thought before because magic is not the dominant science.

However, from the point of view of someone who lives in the 21st century, there are still many shortcomings.

Especially in the absence of computer-based data processing systems.

'Source code is a kind of blueprint that prints results as soon as you enter an input value. I made it by combining it with magic.'

Of course, I didn't make it myself.

To be exact, I got the idea, but the actual composition and completion was possible due to the help of my teacher who taught me magic.

Still, I had a hand in what I made, so it was no problem for me to teach it to my students.

Considering the personality of my teacher, they were not the ones who would say anything about it. Instead, the problem is what I will go through once I find it.

Let's get back to the point…

The source code technique is a kind of trick method based on my memories when I lived on Earth.

It is hard to believe for students who know nothing about computer hardware, software, programs, input and output, and code, even though they know something about algorithms.

Most importantly, the level of magicians became stagnant due to excessive public awareness and trust, and at the same time, there was a widespread tendency to scorn science.

There was no way they could easily accept it the way they appreciated the scientific impression.

They would foam in the mouth and shout, "This is not magic!"

Compared to those people, I still have a free way of thinking.

'Of course, I'm not sure if they have the same idea.'

To operate the software called source code, a major body called hardware, programs, and data is required.

Hardware refers to a magic wand that can spread magic, or the magician himself.

The program is a mantra technique, and the data is where it comes into being.

Ultimately, the source code I use is through human biological hardware.

It was depleting the so-called data mana following a program called the spell technique.

It became a spell that contained a software disclosure process called magic all at once.

With the source code, even complex spell techniques can be printed with complete results just by injecting a little mana.

Simply put, while others were carefully drawing techniques to cast spells, I just printed them out like a stamp.

Easy, considering the speed difference between handwriting and printing.

No matter how fast humans write, they cannot keep up with the speed of the person who prints with metal prints.

Even when they are impatient, they can make a lot of mistakes.

It could be that the incantation technique is inappropriate, the final process is wrong, which flow is tangled, or the procedure is incorrect.

Naturally, the spell would lose its mysterious power and become unusable.

Or there are cases where the flow returns and their own lives are in danger.

But the programmed source code has no such errors.

In any case, only a set value is offered.

His speed was something that no other magician dared to follow.

'Of course, the spells cast by magicians at rank six or higher would be faster.'

Those superhumans have supercomputers in their heads, so they are the exception.

This source code must have been a major revolution for the students of the Soeren Academy, which had not fully grown well.

'Not that it has no flaws. You can only use it up to third level magic. Beyond that, mana capacity will cause overload, and it is complicated and difficult to create its own source code.'

Computer programmers undergo a lot of testing while diversifying all kinds of patterns in debugging for a reason.

I racked my brain to make it.

However, it was very convenient as it could be used for a very long time after making it once.

Moreover, I do not need to create source codes for third level spells and below one by one, as it is troublesome.

After all, source code spells were the product of inventions made to be followed by those without talent.

It is sad that my circumstances cannot be the best even if I do that.

But what can I do?

If I want to eat well for two years as a professor in the Academy where only geniuses gather, I have to teach classes with such knowledge.

Well, isn't that enough for me not to be underestimated?

I wish so.

***

With the advent of an innovative spell casting technique called source code, all students fell silent.

The silence that enveloped the class even felt stirring.

First year students especially looked like they were going to shoot laser beams out of their eyes.

They chose the class of Ludger Chelysie because they felt half-deceived, so they did not believe that they were witnessing such a thing.

Some of the students felt a chill on their backs.

'If I can't beat the moment and make a different choice ...'

'If I don't take this class today ...'

Spells to cast another spell.

New methods of casting spells beyond common sense.

Since it was impossible to see his appearance with the naked eye, their ability to learn it by watching was hindered.

It was a terrifying nightmare that made them freeze all the way to their bone marrow and caused their bodies to ache just by imagining it for those who tried to walk the path of a witch.

… Thank you heaven.

All the students gathered there had the same thought.

And then they could see Ludger in a new way.

Clearly, his first impression was as a very serious, profound, and intense person, contrary to what they thought.

Even so, what was important to a magic academy professor was magic skills.

You can't earn a student's respect just by repeating what others say.

But now…

All the students who saw the new magic had a feeling of awe that exceeded Ludger's respect.

Moreover, Ludger's behavior was admirable.

His expression showed no sign of joy, though he demonstrated before everyone a new method that could be called the invention of the century.

Such natural behavior made the students suddenly drown in thought.

'For this man, even source code breakthrough spells can be done in front of everyone naturally.'

Might as well…

'Is there no other secret weapon other than this breakthrough magic?'

If you find that much and you have that much apathetic reaction, there's definitely something else that's much bigger.

At that moment…

The passion of the 80 magic academy students in the classroom sparkled.

'If I learn that spell...'

'If I turn his teachings into my own knowledge ...'

'I can increase it even more!'

Their strong desire was revealed through their eyes, and the hot atmosphere was directed towards Ludger.

Ludger reacted with half-opened eyes, but his back inside his shirt was drenched in cold sweat.

'What's wrong with their eyes?'

For Ludger, who expected the opinion that he was just a pretty good teacher, the responses of the students were beyond his imagination.

Their eyes were hotter than the lava coming out through the layers of the volcano.

He felt like he was going to be doused in hot water because of it, so Ludger whipped his mind, calmed down, and maintained a poker face.

He had revealed one secret card there, so it was fine for a while.

However, he thought that he could not continue to force the class with just that until some time later.

If he doesn't want the academy to find out that he's a fraud, if he doesn't want the secret society to know that he's a fake…

He should prepare more in the future.

'Let's go until the end.'

To survive.

First of all, he had to do something to the woman from the ducal family standing on the podium.

Startle.

Flora, who was interrupted by the Ludger source code spell she had just used, finally came to a realization.

Ludger's cold and sharp eyes had his figure in them.

His eyes felt like they were piercing through his heart.

'Ap, what the hell is this guy...'

He considered himself a genius ...

And he had the talent to match such a title.

No one doubted him because he showed his skills to those in doubt.

Even the professors in the academy were intimidated in front of him.

No matter how old they were, no matter how long they studied magic, no matter how hard they tried…

He was in front of his professor.

But the man is different.

He did not boast or show off his talent. But still, he was not affected by the others.

It was like looking at a steel pole deeply embedded in the ground and standing upright.

Even during storms, rain, and snow, it does not rust or scratch.

No matter what flaws he tried to catch, there was not a single scratch.

'What the fuck, this guy's a new professor? Source code? I've never heard of such a spell.'

Even Flora, who had met with the royal family several times, took a step back from the pressure.

Even the Royal Princess opened her eyes wide at Ludger's appearance.

"Innovative shortcuts for casting spells. Did you finally solve the question that made you curious?"

"...Yeah." yeah."

Flora replied, pretending as calmly as possible.

He kept his posture neat and held back his trembling voice. He kept telling himself not to be affected.

Is his behavior funny?

There was a slight smile around Ludger's mouth.

It was as if he had already seen through his desperate and powerful actions.

“Flora Lumos.”

"...Yes, Professor."

"You can't overcome your own prejudice, and you're asking me questions without my permission. Do you admit it?"

Flora bit her lips tightly.

It hurt his pride, but he couldn't disagree.

Flora managed to move her lips as she clenched her fists with her cute little hands.

"Yes, I admit it."

It was a painful sense of defeat that he had never felt before.

The envious eyes of the students, which he usually felt, had never been as sick as before.

Suddenly, he recalled the childhood memories he wanted to forget.

His father looked at him with a cold look. His goal wants to be acknowledged by him.

He held back his tears in despair.

He can't be destroyed there yet.

"I'm not going to say more than that because you have admitted it yourself, but your actions are clearly a direct challenge to the authority of the professor. As I warned you at first, I won't let this happen."

"...Yeah." yeah."

"Flora Lumos. I'm giving you 10 penalty points."

Penalty points…

It wasn't very good, but if the target was Flora, the story was different.

The genius of Soren who had never done anything wrong before…

Even the penalty points, which are only 10 points, are huge because he has no penalty points, and it looks like he will not have them in the future before.

A small flaw in the perfect artifact.

Therefore, it turns out to be big and painful more than anything.

"Do you have any complaints?"

"...No, I think it's fair."

Flora bit her lips tightly.

"Jeez."

"Flora that ..."

Even the other students were shocked Flora got punished.

Moreover, it was not a forced fuss but a reasonable punishment that even he had to admit.

Flora came down from the podium with a weak step and returned to her original seat.

At that moment, Ludger's voice called out to him.

"But the Fluttering Fire technique you showed me is more perfect than anything I've ever seen before."

He stopped and looked back at the podium.

Ludger looked at him with unshakable and straight eyes.

"I don't hate talented students. So, Flora Lumos, you have 10 reward points."

Ten points of appreciation…

As a result, the 10 penalty points awarded to him were practically lost.

The student who envied Flora thought the penalty points were lucky, and the student who admired Flora found it to be disadvantageous.

But Flora, as someone directly involved, felt an unprecedented sense of shame.

Even if the penalty points disappear, there is still a memory that he earned the penalty points.

It was unforgettable even after 10 years, or even after a lifetime.

But suddenly, he got an award point.

Flora defines the points of appreciation given by Ludger as follows:

It's a winner's mercy to the foolish student who dares to come to him. Even the compliment is a trick.

That, in turn, left an indelible scar on Flora's self-esteem.

"Thank you."

But…

That's all he can say.

When she returned to her seat, Cheryl, who watched the entire situation anxiously, spoke in a worried voice.

"Flora, are you okay?"

Cheryl knows how strong Flora's self-esteem is. To be exact, she became like that because of what she experienced as a child.

It was hard to imagine how humiliating Flora was being reprimanded by the new professor in front of everyone.

"Yes. I'm fine."

Flora replied with a bright smile. Her relaxed appearance was no different from her usual self, and she did not appear to be injured at all.

'Oh, so he's fine. Yes, Flora could soon forget this.'

Cheryl is relieved in the heart.

It seems foolish for him to think that his friend might get lost in a bad way.

It's still like that. Flora was preparing to listen to the class, staring at the podium with the same face as usual.

But Cheryl can't see it. Not only him, no one in the class knew about it.

The fire in Flora's eyes, the hot fire that will burn everything.

***

I went back to my position and saw Flora's condition.

Later, I remembered that the Lumos family was a famous duke in the Empire. That meant she was the daughter of the ducal family.

'He won't use his family's strength to suppress me, will he? Maybe he'll go home and tell his dad?'

Although the place was Soren, such a possibility could not be ignored just because the students were young.

However, Flora's expression as she sat quietly. There was nothing strange on his face as he naturally exchanged conversations with the friend sitting next to him.

'Hmm, of course.'

'His partner, he's a smart and intelligent kid, so he won't make too much, will he?'

The reason why I gave out reward points at first was because it was a kind of reconciliation effort to not fight and get along well in the future.

I'm very happy that he seems to take it well.

"Then let's continue the first class lesson."